In plain words
It is no sin even to burn in public a person who does not give gratitude to such parents. What is the use of learning? It is no sin even to poison such a person to death. For is a son who does not honour his parents a son at all? Putra comes from the word pun. That is, a putra is one who sanctifies. A putra is one who, in return for being born from his parents' womb, makes a fitting effort so that they may live in peace and happiness. When he is not such a one, he is no son; he is an enemy. Such is the life we lead today. We were born in the holy land of Bhārata. The root cause of these children behaving in this way is the parents themselves. To be parents needs no great fitness. To live as a father needs fitness, but to become a father needs none. When a single son is born, they hand out sweets all round. Ten piglets are born to a sow. What sugar does she hand out? Is this what we should rejoice over? For a son. On the day he brings a good name, on that day we should hand out sugar. So it is not handing out sugar as soon as he is born. We should hand out sugar on the day they bring a good name. Parents of that kind are what parents should be today. One can call parents without fitness nothing but unfit. They may have Prema. But all those who, having Prema, do not keep their children within proper limits are Dhṛtarāṣṭras. They are blind though they have eyes. What became of Dhṛtarāṣṭra, who could not keep his own sons under control? His kingdom went to ruin. His good name fell to pieces. Everything turned to ashes. That is why:
Fools weep that no sons are born to them, deluded by life. Were sons not born to the Kaura- va king, many? What state did he gain through them? Did misfortune befall Śuka, who had no sons?
So wanting sons is for a kind of good, not for evil. It is to show forth a holy ideal.
Everything has a Reaction, Resound, Reflection. The father's principle should be reflected in the sons. That is the very thing: Candramā manaso jātaḥ cakṣosūryo ajāyata mukhāyindraśca agniśca; so the moon is the very reflection of the mind. What is in the eye is nothing but the reflection of the sun's rays. In just the same way, the son should become the reflection of the father. In the Bhāgavata this has the name ūtalamu.